A man owning a Ford was standing talking to a friend on the street: he had one foot on the curb and the other on the running board of the Ford. Along came a little urchin who said to the Ford owner, "Say, mister, what's de matter, did yer lose yer odder roller skate?"
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"What make of machine is yours, Bill?"
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A drunk came out of a saloon the other day and went staggering up the street. He bumped into a baby carriage which a lady had left in front of a store while she went in to do some shopping. As he hit the carriage, he sort of opened his eyes and saaid, "Hi, hully gee, they're getting so they make those darn old Fords so they can run on the sidewalks now'days."